Chapter 50 Chapter 8 Gathering in Hereditary Prison

Lao Jiang's uncle woke up and felt relieved, Doudou's parents finally confirmed that I had cured his child and father, and apologized to me with shame on their faces.Although I have always been kind to others, I am not a good old man who has no temper and does not fight back when beaten. Otherwise, I would not be able to hang out in the southern border. It's just that I still miss my friendship with Lao Jiang after all, so I suppressed my anger and didn't pursue it. I ignored the two couples and asked everyone to go out, leaving Lao Jiang's aunt beside him with the child in his arms.

When everyone dispersed, I looked at Lao Jiang's uncle seriously, and asked him when did he get into that thing?Old Jiang's uncle couldn't explain clearly, but he started to feel a little strange in the middle of this year. If he really wanted to talk about a time, it should be at the end of June that an old prisoner in the prison committed suicide. He had this feeling within a few days . I frowned, what old prisoner? He said that at the end of June, and he couldn’t remember the exact day, a prisoner in the cell used a sharpened plastic toothbrush handle to slit the blood vessels in his own neck and thigh, and committed suicide without a word.The veteran's cousin was on duty. He only found out when he received the report from the prisoner at dawn. When he arrived, the prisoner was curled up on the ground, bleeding profusely, forming a very strange pattern.

The scene at that time was very terrifying. He should have been frightened at that time. Later, he dreamed of that pattern several times, and woke up dripping with sweat. My heart moved, and I asked, does the pattern gathered on the ground look like a portrait of a sitting figure?He recalled it for a while, then nodded abruptly and said, yes, yes, and he was three-headed and six-armed. Under the light, he was red and frightening. At that time, many prisoners in the same cell were scared and cried—you know, There is a heavy prison room, and the prisoners are all vicious guys. I stared into his eyes and asked word by word, what's the old prisoner's name?

Old Jiang's uncle was intimidated by my serious expression, he said hesitantly: "He, his name is Luo Dacheng..." When I heard this name, my heart beat wildly, and I finally remembered, " Luo Dacheng" I may not remember deeply, but I will always think of Luo Deaf.I didn't think that this guy who could turn a rusty nail into a spirit voodoo was so powerful at the time, but as I learned more about the art of voodoo voodoo, I realized how powerful it was. Controlling dead objects with thoughts is a very high level. Before entering Qingshanjie this time, I asked Ma Haibo about the situation of Deaf Luo. He told me that Deaf Luo committed suicide in prison. Come to think of it, Ma Haibo described to me the tragedy of Luo Deafzi's death. No matter how you look at it, it seems that his own death was used as the beginning of a curse.

Relating to the screams and sighs when Zhen Jing subdued the wraith just now, isn't it the voice of Luo Deafzi? He has gone through a strange death ritual and transformed into a resentful spirit, waiting for the opportunity to lurk, becoming stronger and stronger until the enemy comes.So, who is the object of his revenge?Obviously, you don't need to think about the answer. As the one who single-handedly cut off the Zhong Yang Miao Gu, I, Lu Zuo, should be the one Luo Deafzi hates the most. It was a curse issued at the cost of my life, but I was not troubled. There are only two possibilities: 1. I am not the target of Luo Deafzi's curse; 2. The wraith that Luo Deafzi cursed has not grown enough He is powerful, so he didn't come to me for the time being.

No matter which possibility it is, I feel that I have to investigate it: it is undoubtedly a thing to look forward to to nip the danger in the bud.After I asked Lao Jiang some detailed questions about his cousin, I decided to go to the death scene of the county prison to investigate the next day.After finishing here, I comfort Lao Jiang and his uncle, saying that your problems have been dealt with, you don't need to be suspicious anymore, and you won't be weak anymore; holding your grandson won't make your child cry. He thanked repeatedly, and was so excited that tears flowed out.

I pulled Doudou's pants off and looked at his pink butt, the weird red mark was no longer on it, but there were still some traces of blue. I sighed softly. At the most critical moment of resolving grievances, this child was kindly misunderstood by his suspicious mother. As a result, he almost fell short, and the heat in my hands burned his immature body.If it is an adult, it will be uncomfortable for a while at most, but for him, it will be a great harm - "wind, cold, heat, dampness, dryness, fire", the focus of the disease has been formed, and various diseases and evils will take advantage of it. , so that this lovely baby has low immunity, and I am afraid that he will not be able to escape the vicious circle of "weakness and sickness" in this life.

I used yellow talisman paper to copy down a prescription from the witch doctor in the "Twelve Dharma Gates" for nourishing essence and strengthening qi, and explained the whole matter clearly to Lao Jiang's uncle and aunt, without further delay. Go downstairs and go out, and walk towards the foot of the slope. Lao Jiang chased me out, sent me downhill, walked all the way, the lights were on and off, and we didn't talk.It wasn't until the foot of the slope that Lao Jiang apologized to me for his dizzy cousin.Being beaten for no reason, I was naturally angry, but if I vented this anger on Lao Jiang, it would appear that I really have no sense of right and wrong.

I smiled, waved my hand and said no, it's just a trivial matter, don't worry about it, this mistake is naturally wrong, but it's not your fault; besides, he is your cousin, we have been brothers for more than 20 years, let others forgive , I still have this measure. Lao Jiang was filled with emotions, and he held my arm for a long time without speaking. Saying goodbye to Lao Jiang, I raised my hand to check the time, it was only a few minutes past midnight, after thinking about it, I hung up a call to Ma Haibo.It took a while to connect, but the voice was clear.I told Ma Haibo my deduction, and proposed to go to the county jail tomorrow to investigate.Ma Haibo fully agreed, saying that he would come to his office directly when he went to work tomorrow morning, and he would handle the relevant procedures for me.

After this call, I walked slowly down the street.The weather in November is a bit cold, the wind stings my face, and there are white waste paper strips blown on the ground, swirling back and forth.I came to my home in Xinjie with this wind, and the miscellaneous hair path was not there. On the TV cabinet in the living room, there was a lazy fat bird. When I came in, it glanced at me, and then turned over and fell asleep. I heard from Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao that adult tiger cats are always sleepy in winter, sometimes they can sleep for several days. I didn't care about it, let Duo Duo and Fat Worm out, then went to the bathroom to take a hot bath, then returned to the master bedroom, played soothing light music, and lay quietly on the bed.There is still a half bottle of red wine next to the bedside cabinet. I can't help but think of a lonely woman in countless silent nights, holding a goblet with residual wine, staring at the sparkling red liquid, as if looking into the distance. The lover in my heart from afar.

I also thought of a crazy night, a pair of people who loved each other were lingering on this big bed. I sleep on this beautiful memory and have a dreamless night. Woke up the next day, after washing up, I still didn’t see Zamao Xiaodao coming back. I went to the guest room to check, but the luggage was still there, but the phone didn’t work. I put Duoduo, who had practiced for one night, into the pagoda wood plaque on my chest, then picked up the snoring and sleepy tiger cat, and asked about the whereabouts of Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao.Being disturbed in his clear dream, the adults naturally cursed, but in the end he told me where Lao Xiao was going: he went to help people catch ghosts. This explanation surprised me. This fake Taoist priest with his head shaved is a guy with a lot of tongue. With his three-inch tongue, he has opened up a market in our territory, and he is very good. Seeing that Master Tiger Cat was a bit annoyed, I didn't dare to offend the old man too much, so I quickly comforted him and left him to look after the house, while I went out by myself. Xinjie is not far from the Public Security Bureau, just a ten-minute walk away.I was greedy, so I didn't go directly. I walked along the riverside street, went to an old and famous breakfast shop, ate two bowls of rice tofu, and was sweating from the spicy food. After that, I came to Ma Haibo's office.Ma Haibo is a new official and he is busy with affairs, so naturally he doesn't have time to take me there.After drinking a cup of tea, I explained to him what happened yesterday in detail.With a serious expression on his face, he greeted a newcomer called Xiao Li, and asked him to accompany me. The prison has already said hello, and we can go directly. Ma Haibo arranged a car for Xiao Li, and drove directly to the prison on the outskirts of the city.After a while, I saw high walls and barbed wire in the distance. Xiao Li is a police cadet newly assigned to the police station, but he is capable of handling things. He parked the car and went through the formalities with the guard, while I waited beside him.Unexpectedly, someone was calling me from behind, so I turned around and saw Miscellaneous Xiaodao waving at me from the opposite side of the road. He came over and asked me why I came here? I asked back, saying, you don't come home at night, are you going to protect the woman who has lost her footing again?Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao looked at Xiao Li who was walking this way, and said, "Fuck, the note is here, you have to protect my image anyway."After talking and laughing, Zamao Xiaodao talked about the reason why he came here: He was bored these few days, so he set up a fortune-telling sign in the county town, and it happened to happen that a customer's house was haunted, and then he went to investigate yesterday , and finally followed the clues, all the way to the outside of this prison, and was worried about how to get in. I raised my eyebrows and said, did that customer of yours have a red portrait imprint on his back? Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao was shocked and said, how do you know this? I laughed and said, I knew it all after counting my fingers.Miscellaneous hair Xiaodao pouted and said, it's messy, but it's not on the back, but in the groin. At this time, Xiao Li came over and beckoned me to go in, and I asked him to go through the formalities of the miscellaneous path, and Xiao Li said it was no problem.I pulled the sleeves of Miscellaneous Path and walked in, saying let's go, we talked while walking.